One day began
To study the Gospel of John; and found, to his satisfaction,
That pretty much every word was redaction.
When he was young,
Rose to the top. Almost.
Now he is toast.
And my two favorites:
C. S. Lewis
Must have smoked cannabis
With Narnia creatures to write the banality
Of Mere Christianity.*
The world,” we ask, “live without hope?”
Be sure to read the comments, too, where some readers have posted a few more gems.
*I realize that some readers consider it a cardinal sin to say — or even think — anything negative about C.S. Lewis. Well, sorry, but he’s overrated. So are The Beatles.